"Oh that, well it happened a few months ago, dad found me with a guy in my bed." "No way! how?" I asked again, in shock. "Well it was at night, he ...limbed up to my window, and I guess we were making to much noise."I was really getting turned on imagining my sister getting fucked so I continued asking questions. "So you're not a virgin anymore?!" "Well, no. How about you stud?" "No..did you like it?" "Liked what?" She gave me a confused look with that. "Well when he was fucking you?"She. I looked at the clock. It was seven. The friends from Beverly Hills would probably just now be falling asleep. It would be eleven yesterday that time. They would be sleeping and preparing for a day of school that I was already starting.I pushed the thoughts of them out of my head, and tried to figure out what I was doing. I felt like a little kid again, telling myself how to tie my shoes. Cross, pull one string through, tighten, make one loop, wrap the other string around it, pull string. .. too afraid of getting cut. The cold blade of the razor eases over her hot pussy lips and she whimpers again, shutting her eyes. Finding something so soothing about this. Once he's got her clean and smooth he takes a warm washcloth from a basin of water and mops her up. Taking the towel out from under her he inspects his work. Getting down between her legs for a close inspection. He looks up at her and smiles, landing a kiss on her tummy, one hand on her inner thigh. He purrs warmly."Good. My lips gripped tighter and my strokes longer I started to squeeze his balls I could feel him hitting the entrance to my throat but he was a little too short to penetrate. He placed his hands to the back of my head trying to get deeper in me, he was holding me tighter each stroke and I was finding it more and more difficult to move until he moaned and filled me with hot sticky cum, I swallowed the best I could to stop myself choking as my head was now forced tight against him. He relaxed his.